Neighbours - Her turn (4)

Bernice smiled to herself while she showered. Last night would be regarded as one very successful night. Who would have guessed that her handsome neighbour would be so willing to play along? Ever since that day next to the swimming pool, she knew that he was hooked. Every stroke, every moan she made for him, he thoroughly enjoyed. Oh, how she longed to take that hard penis in her mouth, she thought as she gently rubbed the soap all over her body, playing just a second longer with each nipple. The recollection of the events, made her breasts tinkle and her nipples instantly grew hard. She remembered every emotion on her neighbours face as he watched her, thinking she did not know. Her hands drifted down between her legs and she gently played with the folds, the warm water caressing her body. Suddenly her phone rang and she remembered that she had an urgent call waiting for her. With the towel around her body, she rushed to answer, all thoughts of the neighbour forgotten.

Emile woke up from a restless sleep. That woman haunted his dreams the whole night. He could almost smell her next to him. He shaved and showered and then went outside on the balcony with his morning coffee and his paper. It was still fairly early. He was almost finished with the paper when his eye caught a movement next door. He looked up and saw the girl leaving the house. She was wearing a very short dress and the sight made him shiver. Just for a second, the girl of last night lingered in his thoughts. Firmly, he banished the thoughts from his mind and got up to get ready for work.

At the office, it was already very busy. Emile went to his office and tended to his mail. He lost track of time, until his friend called him at lunch time, wanting to know how the movie was. Emile got the distinct impression that the man knew something happened, but brushed it off. How could he? They talked for a while and then Brian invited him to dinner. He wanted to make up for the time they lost the previous night. They agreed to meet on Friday night. Brian told Emile that he wanted to introduce him to someone. No matter how Emile objected, Brian was adamant that he would not take any excuse from Emile. With a heavy heart, Emile continued with his work and dreaded the coming dinner. Blind dates were not his scene, but since Brian was a close friend, he did not want to upset him. After all, it is only a dinner and they won’t be alone. The girl is Brian’s date and he just has to be polite and smile for a few hours.

Back home, Emile was constantly aware of his neighbour though he could not see her. He heard her talking to the dogs, talking on the phone, laughing and singing. He wished he had the courage to go over and introduce himself, but he decided not to. What would the woman think of him? She must be at least 10 years younger than him.

On Friday, Emile wanted to opt out on the dinner, but he was busy and forgot all about it until closing time, when Brian called to remind him of their appointment and told him where to meet him. Emile went home and got ready. There was not much time for thinking now. He was already running late and did not want to keep his friend waiting. Who knows, maybe Brian gets called out again and then they miss each other again.

Brian was waiting for Emile outside the restaurant. Emile thought that a little strange, but did not comment on it. He just hoped that Brian was not called out again, but luckily it was not the case. The girls were already inside. Girls! He thought there were only going to be one? Emile did not ask, he was here, so he just as well could get it over with. He secretly decided to leave as soon as appropriate, not to seem rude.

As they walked to their table, Emile’s heart jumped. At the table sat the neighbour and another girl. Brian introduced them and the girl smiled. Emile did not hear the other girl’s name. They sat down and soon the waiter took their orders. Emile was intensely aware of Bernice next to him. The way her leg brushed against his, her hands barely touched his as she reached for her glass made him shiver. He remembered those hands on other places. They ordered desert and again he remembered the first time he saw her eating ice cream in the café. His mouth went dry. He did not know how he survived dinner and afterwards when the girls suggested they took a stroll on the beach, he automatically agreed.

It was noisy inside the club. People were cramming together on the dance floor. Emile felt sadly out of place, but the girls took to the dance floor immediately. Emile watched them and just smiled. A couple was performing an intriguing dance routine on the dance floor. Bernice stood in front of Emile and pushed her body against him. He felt her hair on his face and smelled her perfume. His hands began to drift. Slowly he brushed it over her thighs. She made no sign that she was aware of it, but he thought he heard her catch her breath. He moved his hand under her dress and she did not object. The music has moved to a slow dance now and they were swaying to the rhythm of it. Everybody’s eyes were on the couple performing. Emile felt the soft lace and moved his finger under it. Her legs spread just a little and his finger moved closer to the moist spot between her legs. She opened more and he felt her hand moving over his. In the dim lights of the club, he could not see her eyes, but he felt her heart racing as his other hand moved to her breasts.

Emile glanced around but no one seemed to notice what they were doing. He felt himself harden as her hand pressed on his under her dress. Still swaying to the music, he moved his finger between the folds and gently caressed her clit. She moaned softly, unheard in the noise of the club. He rubbed it and she held his hand there, open more. She was rubbing her butt against his hard erection that was straining against the pants to be released. The beat of the music was getting faster and as he inserted his finger in her moist opening, he felt her draw back her head and suck his ear. He pushed another finger inside and felt her hand looking for another one. With three fingers inside her, he probed and rubbed and felt her getting wetter by the second. Next moment, she grabbed his penis behind her back and squeezed it firmly as she reached her orgasm and moaned hard. Emile was stunned. She must have been quite worked up to reach it so quickly, he thought. His legs felt weak as he looked at her. She was smiling at him and licked her finger. The music stopped and Brian said it was getting late and he had to go home.

They said their good byes outside the club and Emile went home, stunned by the night’s events. Two nights of this in one week! Emile did not know what came over him. He was usually so sure of himself, in control of his situation. Stunned het went home, wondering what is going to be the outcome of this situation.